work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
6281,"","Searching ""conque"" and ""mind"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-02-06 00:00:00 UTC,"He spake, and vanish'd, other prey to find,
And waste in slow disease the conquer'd mind.
",,16621,•C-H pulls from Poetical Works (1838),The conquer'd mind may waste in slow disease,"",2009-09-14 19:47:28 UTC,""
6281,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""alloy"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-04-14 00:00:00 UTC,"Awed by the elfin's threats, and fill'd with dread
The parents wept, and sought their infant's bed:
Despair alone the father's soul possess'd;
But hope rose gently in the mother's breast;
For well she knew that neither grief nor joy
Pain'd without hope, or pleased without alloy;
And while these hopes and fears her heart divide,
A cheerful vision bade the fears subside.
",,16622,•C-H pulls from Poetical Works (1838),""" But hope rose gently in the mother's breast; / For well she knew that neither grief nor joy / Pain'd without hope, or pleased without alloy""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:47:28 UTC,""
6282,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""invad"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-04 00:00:00 UTC,"Distance alarm'd the maid--she cried, ""'Tis far!""
And danger too--""it is a time of war:
""Then in those countries are diseases strange,
""And women gay, and men are prone to change:
""What then may happen in a year, when things
""Of vast importance every moment brings!
""But hark! an oar!"" she cried, yet none appear'd--
'T was love's mistake, who fancied what it fear'd;
And she continued--""Do, my Allen, keep
""Thy heart from evil, let thy passions sleep;
""Believe it good, nay glorious, to prevail,
""And stand in safety where so many fail;
""And do not, Allen, or for shame, or pride,
""Thy faith abjure, or thy profession hide;
""Can I believe his love will lasting prove,
""Who has no rev'rence for the God I love?
""I know thee well! how good thou art and kind;
""But strong the passions that invade thy mind--
""Now, what to me hath Allen to commend?""--
""Upon my mother,"" said the youth, ""attend;
""Forget her spleen, and, in my place appear,
""Her love to me will make my Judith dear,
""Oft I shall think (such comforts lovers seek),
""Who speaks of me, and fancy what they speak;
""Then write on all occasions, always dwell
""On hope's fair prospects, and be kind and well,
""And ever choose the fondest, tenderest style.
She answer'd, ""No,"" but answer'd with a smile.
""And now, my Judith, at so sad a time,
""Forgive my fear, and call it not my crime;
""When with our youthful neighbours 'tis thy chance
""To meet in walks, the visit or the dance,
""When every lad would on my lass attend,
""Choose not a smooth designer for a friend:
""That fawning Philip!--nay, be not severe,
""A rival's hope must cause a lover's fear.""",,16623,"",Strong are the passions that invade the mind,Empire,2009-09-14 19:47:29 UTC,""
6283,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""invad"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-04 00:00:00 UTC,"Now was the Sister of his Patron seen--
A lovely creature, with majestic mien;
Who, softly smiling while she look'd so fair,
Praised the young poet with such friendly air;
Such winning frankness in her looks express'd,
And such attention to her brother's guest;
That so much beauty, join'd with speech so kind,
Raised strong emotions in the poet's mind;
Till reason fail'd his bosom to defend,
From the sweet power of this enchanting friend.--
Rash boy! what hope thy frantic mind invades?
What love confuses, and what pride persuades?
Awake to truth! shouldst thou deluded feed
On hopes so groundless, thou art mad indeed.",,16624,"","""Rash boy! what hope thy frantic mind invades?""",Empire,2009-09-14 19:47:29 UTC,""
6284,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""invad"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-04 00:00:00 UTC,"That gentle Maid, whom once the Youth had loved,
Is now with mild religious pity moved;
Kindly she chides his boyish flights, while he
Will for a moment fix'd and pensive be;
And as she trembling speaks, his lively eyes
Explore her looks, he listens to her sighs;
Charm'd by her voice, th' harmonious sounds invade
His clouded mind, and for a time persuade:
Like a pleased infant, who has newly caught
From the maternal glance a gleam of thought:
He stands enrapt, the half known voice to hear,
And starts, half conscious, at the falling tear.
",,16625,•From Poetical Works (1838). Work out citation. REVISIT
•I've included twice: Invasion and Cloud,"""Charm'd by her voice, th' harmonious sounds invade / His clouded mind, and for a time persuade:""",Empire,2009-09-14 19:47:29 UTC,""
6285,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"The cousins met, what pass'd with Gwyn was told:
""Alas!"" the Doctor said, ""how hard to hold
""These easy minds, where all impressions made
""At first sink deeply, and then quickly fade;
""For while so strong these new-born fancies reign,
""We must divert them, to oppose is vain:
""You see him valiant now, he scorns to heed
""The bigot's threat'nings or the zealot's creed;
""Shook by a dream, he next for truth receives
""What frenzy teaches, and what fear believes;
""And this will place him in the power of one
""Whom we must seek, because we cannot shun.""",,16627,"","""These easy minds, where all impressions made / At first sink deeply, and then quickly fade""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:30 UTC,""
6286,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"Our Poet hurried on, with wish to fly,
From all mankind, to be conceal'd, and die.
Alas! what hopes, what high romantic views
Did that one visit to the soul infuse,
Which, cherish'd with such love, 'twas worse than death to lose!
Still he would strive, though painful was the strife,
To walk in this appointed road of life;
On these low duties duteous he would wait,
And patient bear the anguish of his fate.
Thanks to the Patron, but of coldest kind,
Express'd the sadness of the Poet's mind;
Whose heavy hours were pass'd with busy men,
In the dull practice of th' official pen;
Who to Superiors must in time impart
(The custom this) his progress in their art:
But, so had grief on his perception wrought,
That all unheeded were the duties taught;
No answers gave he when his trial came,
Silent he stood, but suffering without shame;
And they observed that words severe or kind
Made no impression on his wounded mind:
For all perceived from whence his failure rose,
Some grief whose cause he deign'd not to disclose.
A soul averse from scenes and works so new,
Fear ever shrinking from the vulgar crew;
Distaste for each mechanic law and rule,
Thoughts of past honour and a patron cool;
A grieving parent, and a feeling mind,
Timid and ardent, tender and refined:
These all with mighty force the youth assail'd,
Till his soul fainted, and his reason fail'd:
When this was known, and some debate arose,
How they who saw it should the fact disclose,
He found their purpose, and in terror fled
From unseen kindness, with mistaken dread.",,16628,"","""And they observed that words severe or kind / Made no impression on his wounded mind""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:30 UTC,""
6287,"","Searching ""mind"" and ""impression"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-05-15 00:00:00 UTC,"His books, his walks, his musing, morn and eve,
Gave such impressions as such minds receive;
And with his moral and religious views
Wove the wild fancies of an Infant-Muse,
Inspiring thoughts that he could not express,
Obscure sublime! his secret happiness.
Oft would he strive for words, and oft begin
To frame in verse the views he had within;
But ever fail'd: for how can words explain
The unform'd ideas of a teeming brain?",,16629,"","""His books, his walks, his musing, morn and eve, / Gave such impressions as such minds receive""",Impression,2009-09-14 19:47:30 UTC,Posthumous Tales
6653,"",Reading,2010-01-07 04:14:03 UTC,"Deep on the convent-roof the snows
Are sparkling to the moon:
My breath to heaven like vapour goes;
May my soul follow soon!
The shadows of the convent-towers
Slant down the snowy sward,
Still creeping with the creeping hours
That lead me to my Lord:
Make Thou my spirit pure and clear
As are the frosty skies,
Or this first snowdrop of the year
That in my bosom lies.
(ll. 1-12)",,17615,"","""Make Thou my spirit pure and clear / As are the frosty skies, / Or this first snowdrop of the year / That in my bosom lies.""","",2010-01-07 04:15:42 UTC,""
6653,"",Reading,2010-01-07 04:23:00 UTC,"As these white robes are soil'd and dark,
To yonder shining ground;
As this pale taper's earthly spark,
To yonder argent round;
So shows my soul before the Lamb,
My spirit before Thee;
So in mine earthly house I am,
To that I hope to be.
Break up the heavens, O Lord! and far,
Thro' all yon starlight keen,
Draw me, thy bride, a glittering star,
In raiment white and clean.
(ll. 13-24)",,17616,"","""As these white robes are soil'd and dark, / To yonder shining ground; / As this pale taper's earthly spark, / To yonder argent round; / So shows my soul before the Lamb, / My spirit before Thee; / So in mine earthly house I am, / To that I hope to be.""","",2010-01-07 04:23:46 UTC,""